Best Viscerally Poems

its
  as
     if
                 INCUBUS
IS SITTING BACK THERE JUST WAITING TO TORMENT ME

I
 MAY 
LOOK
      WOUNDED
but  its an ILLUSION

...

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There's a viscerally vial creature loosed,
Which is heinously hideous and vicious.
This barbarian monstrosity destroys people's vitality and flesh,
By raping and pillaging their lives,
Killing and ravaging entire families and villages,
Forever cursing all those it consumes.
I've taken up armament against this enemy,
Vowing an oath to eradicate this...

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An Oxford Sonnet

We came again to city of spires and dreams
There: were England's aspirations built and carved
In honeyed stone of Jurassic coral seas
Where minds are sculpted, nurtured and preserved
From ancient college, fount of Nation's learning
Beyond oak doors, The High tells tale in stone
The buildings speak...

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Morning glowed, Phillip.
A purple fire burned beacon bright
against the stinging stench of napalm.

A thick thistle - two feet from your head,
wordless in speech, watched 
with dark misfortune
curving letters of prayer 
above your bleeding valor.

A crumpled martyr lying there,
innocent as a schoolboy
amidst the blare of gunfire...

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"RED"


Listen he said, “How many ways can you see Red?”

“Well”, she sighed, “Let’s start with Cherry Pie, 
oozing it’s juices all over your chin
and plump moist Red Raspberries staining your sheets, then again
what about Claret or a bold Sauvignon swallowed straight from the bottle
drops fall...

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"Cerberus Uncorrupted"


Every day I go to that box ...
at the top of the page, 
left side, upper

its entry reads:
“What are you looking for?” -
waiting for an entry…

the brain presses a full stop, 
the fingers hover and ripple 
like a maestro leading a chorus

the fingers tap...

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"The Deconstructed Lilith"




Decomposing from a past
left forgotten and buried 
under the weakness of the first man banished

from 
Her Forest,

She rests, bound in the arms of angst 
eternally suspended, 
invisible and unheard

gagged, Her spirit waits 
and watches

Her time is near
to rise from the ashes 
the other...

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“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”



When you speak 
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth 
galaxies you produce
musical incantations 
that I listen religiously to 

I watch your lips 
form glistening cupids’ bows

they spread wide open 
like the subtle legs 
of...

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He was a leprechaun who wore a silly shamrock hat
He incessantly counted golden coins by day, as he lazily sat
For a tiny fellow his belly had grown dangerously fat
He paid no mind, " Can you imagine that?"

One day a scant emaciated  green colored lad...

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"Night Flight"

the sky is 
an open eye
blue as the
Orpheus ocean 

clear in the 
shallows' grit
naivety irritates it 
birthing hard gems

it calls in 
from beneath 
the undertow 
a new dawn  

Morpheus deep
bipolar colours 
unrecognisable
hues and tones

true tides 
swiftly turn and
show themselves
for what they are

fair weather...

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Sacred Ladder of Secular Inference

Data Field:
Earth imprints DNA-sacred newborns
with an inside flowing rainbow
both limbically spaced
and temporally awed.

Data Selected:
BiLateral exterior and interior data imprints
categorized by LeftBrain
Ego-identity causes Eco-habitat co-arising print effects

While RightBrain confluently and sometimes dissonantly responds
Yang major chords of color
cause YinFlow regeneratively cooperative resonance,
LeftDeductive co-incidental...

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Allow me to tantalize you with a glimpse of my inner self.
Artistic in nature, wordy or just a line drawing of beauty,
that captures my core of thought.
Independent to some extent; my mind continually wonders and 
wanders aimlessly about, searching viscerally for solace of 
tranquility/harmony in...

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Piano tuners and honeymooners

skipping to the music of the offshore ballet

sea-side sunshine coordinates the rhythm and timing

waves in motion and gulls

wide-eyed and whispering



viscerally evocative...

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There is one image forever in my mind
Downland ridge, a back-cloth to my forming years
Like a table, bare, where ancestors once dined
An ikon potent that in my thought adheres 
It’s sensation - viscerally firm to bind
And hold me now and for this life in its...

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Covid deaths eviscerate family groups.
It did not have to be this bad,
And people are angry and mad
As loved ones died needlessly.

Reality strikes the unvaccinated viscerally.
Is it my fault my mother died? My father?
Masking up would have made a difference
But those with no scientific background said,...

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